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We’re just going to go ahead and ignore the fact that I didn’t post anything yesterday. Only because in actual reality, I did write, several things in fact, I just declined to push that pesky “publish” button.

Honestly, I wrote tons, tons and tons… on facebook chat. It counts.

I was simply having a Monday, disguised as a Wednesday type of day. I mean really, my day started with everyone waking up while it was still my “momma’s quiet coffee time”, then my mom called to inform me she had my dog’s ashes, then our “basement/farm” cat never came back from his nightly “romp” (he came back this morning), then I got a huge case of “nobodycaresaroundhereandI’mprettysuremychoresaregoingtoeatmealive”.

As I was crying it out on chat with a dear friend, I hear mad honking outside. I love how the UPS guy always drives through at the toddler’s nap time, and has to blast his dang horn to announce his arrival. So he pulls out a box, with a florist name on the side. And I seriously thought when a certain friend sent me a note about something special heading my way, that this was that, and I was seriously surprised.

So I lug the box inside, and open it up, to find my husband’s name on the card… and then I lost it. The day crumbled me into a mushy pile of tears.

I promptly grab my phone and text my husband, “You big jerk head.” Then I went to take a picture of the flowers, to send to him with a note on how his timing was perfect and made me cry…

But my phone died. Like dead died. Like wouldn’t function to save my life. All he got was, “You big jerk head.”

Yup. No joke. That was my day. Granted, hilarious by that point.

An hour later my phone was up and running, with a text, “That wasn’t the reaction I was expecting.” And by that point I was laughing hysterically, because there was nothing else to do.

Yes you may laugh at me now. 😉

And because obviously I need a new phone before I start some sort of world war with incomplete text, I’m having a “Day Before Chocolate Goes on Sale Day” Sale over at my Etsy shop, White Goat Ranch. Use the code, “BEMINE” and get 15% off of your entire order! Today only! (Counts on Custom orders placed today as well!!!)

Funny things about breakthroughs, they seem brilliant in the moment as they’re spawning, but the next morning they tend to dim and tarnish. This is my attempt to stop that.

It was one of those self condemning moments, where I was fighting with myself over my lack of confidence in my wip, and how I’d rather start a new project, one I could feel better, one I could fall in love with, but why can’t I finish the first one… when it hit me, make yourself fall in love with this one. Give it what your heart is missing in it. Duh.

And then came the cast iron pan over the head… make yourself do it. Do IT. Seems simple enough, unless you’re raising young children, five million animals, a garden on a rocky ridge, landscaping and trying to remodel your home, and, and, and…

I keep waiting for the right time, but truth is, there will never be a right time. And I need this done for me. Forget showing anyone else, I need to show myself. I need the proof. ME.

I need to do this, before my inner voice wins and says I can’t do it at all. And I can’t look to others to lean on. So here we go, or here I go, and here it goes.

One month is what I’m giving myself. Unreasonable? Probably. One month to finish this round of edits, and hopefully get some critiques. I will be writing my queries in July… no matter what. Even if my inner voice is screaming at me to quit. This is it.

And I’m not so sure how I will be able to keep up with the blogging and everything else during this time, but I can’t worry about that, not too much. Okay so I’ll probably be worrying a lot about it all.

Do you have a goal you’ve been avoiding that you want to crack down on?

Do you have tips, hints and advice that might help me or others make this happen?

Do you need my address so you can send me lots of encouragement, chocolate and coffee? (I need pretty office stuffs too, maybe some flower and new tunes)

Do you want to guest blog for me so don’t have to neglect this space for too long?

There, I said it. I like Valentine’s Day. I like heart-shaped boxes filled with chocolate. I like roses. I like cards. I like sappy little small nothings of a gift with heart shaped tags. I like romantic candlelit dinners.

It took me years to be able to admit to the fact that I dig hallmark holidays. I used to hide from everything girly, banished pink from my life, and spoke loudly on how roses were an awful waste of money.

(I was lying.)

(I was playing tough in those single days of I don’t need NO ONE)

Sure, sure, of course love should be shown year round. Simple little gifts from the heart should abound for no particular reason. And no you don’t need Hallmark to tell you when to be romantic… But…

I can’t resist a day to do something other than the ordinary, especially in the dead of winter.

And don’t forget the best part of Valentine’s Day, the day after when all that glorious chocolate goes on sale!

How about you? Do you dig the day of cupid? Or did I just make you puke all over your keyboard?